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I hope you don't mind. I thought a little bit of a walk 'ud do them good. Bunce always softened at the sight of his little ones. 'I'm much obliged to you, Miss Nancarrow, he said. 'Miss Nanco bought me sweets, remarked little Nelly, when her father had drawn her between his knees. And she exhibited a half-sucked lollipop.
He had a possible three. Trevanion, on the other hand, failed to get out of the bunker at the first shot, and got too far with the second. Bob had won the match. "Jolly hard luck, getting into the bunker, Trevanion," he said; but the other did not speak. For the moment he was too chagrined. "Nancarrow wins the match on the last green; now for tea," shouted the Admiral.
You knew I shouldn't have let you go near such a place. You know how I've begged you not to go with Totty Nancarrow, and how you've promised me you wouldn't be led into no harm. I shall never be able to trust you again. You are only a child! You show it! And in future you'll do as I tell you! Thyrza caught up her hat.
'You haven't got a spoonful of that jam left, have you, Miss Nancarrow? he asked, with a mixture of confidence and shamefacedness. Totty laughed. 'I dare say I have. But this is a nice time to come asking for jam. Isn't your father in? 'Gone out. Says he'll be half an hour. Plenty of time, Miss Nancarrow. 'Come in then.
Nancarrow. "There, wait a minute until I dry my eyes. I never expected such a thing, and and oh, Bob, my dear, dear boy!" "You mustn't imagine that you aren't still dear to me, mother, or that I love you one whit the less. I don't, you know, and Nancy loves you too." "Yes, yes, I know that. It isn't that, my boy!
More than that, I am utterly ignorant of the art of war, and if I tried to describe in anything like detail the events which have been related to me, I should, doubtless, fall into many mistakes, and convey altogether wrong impressions. Besides, I am not so much writing the story of the war, as the story of Robert Nancarrow, and of what has befallen him these last few weeks.
'We've been to the butcher's with Miss Nancarrow, father, declared the boy, consciously improving on his sister's report. Totty had drawn back a step at the sight of Grail. He and she knew each other by sight, but had not yet exchanged words. 'I found them in the dark, Mr. Bunce, she said, half laughing. 'Mrs. Ladds was out, and couldn't get back in time to light the lamp for them.
'Miss Nancarrow has made friends with your brother and sister whilst you've been in the hospital. 'Have she now! They didn't tell me about that when they come to see me last time. I suppose things is all upside down. By rights I'd ought to have gone home for a day or two, just to see that the room was clean. Mrs. Larrop comes in wunst a week, you know, she's a charwoman.
Of Thyrza she could not be jealous, but to imagine him giving his affection to a girl like Totty Nancarrow made her rebellious and scornful. How little could any of her work-room companions know what was passing in Lydia's breast when she had one of her days of quietness and bent with such persistence over her sewing!
In a way he wondered at himself, and he realised that there was more than one kind of courage. He, himself, had called Bob Nancarrow a coward, because he refused to enlist. Now he realised that there was more courage in Bob Nancarrow's cowardice than in his own bravery. Oh, it was all an awful muddle!
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